Saturday was Ella's Lego party. Ella and Elizabeth are good friends and are now in the same classroom at school. The party started off with a Lego building activity and then everyone had pizza and cupcakes. Elizabeth had a great time until the very end, when we escorted her out in the midst of one of her oh-so-common tantrums. I don't know why we didn't hear about this whole "three years old is worse than two" thing before now, but apparently it is a generally accepted principle and Elizabeth is no exception.
To demonstrate how many times we are having the same conversation with Elizabeth these days, I overheard her playing with her baby doll today, telling her "I love you but you got to listen to me." At least she's hearing us, right? Please send any and all parenting advice ASAP!
We don't have much else to report from the weekend. John taught Elizabeth about hopscotch this morning. She gets the counting part, but hopping on one foot proved more challenging, as did hopping and counting at the same time. On the other hand, I'm not too concerned about Elizabeth's hand-eye coordination. She hit a ball off the tee clear across our backyard on Friday night - you go, girl!